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All Sinatra Everything Lyrics - Young Sinatra: Undeniable - Logic

[Verse 1] 

Ayo I force MC's to bleed, retreat and recede 

That's the Young Sinatra creed 

Killin' a track with incredible speed 

And doin' it like it's nothin' or bluffin', gotta kill it everyday though 

Slice MC's like Kato, gotchya head spinnin' like dreidel 

Assassinate em so fatal, grip the heat and then tell ya to freeze 

Gettin' chedda' at negative 30 degrees 

I'm talkin' mula, money, euro, dollars, that yin 

Blow it, let's spend it again, I'm livin' the life until the end 

Can't comprehend what I got goin' 

Never knowin' when Logic flowin', cause I'm creepin' 

Like ether the way that I seep in 

Swimmin' in women like the deep end 

Chillin' with shorties that smoke reefer and blow like aretha 

Uh, now, Sinatra said the best revenge is massive success 

I guess that's women and multiple digits in excess 

Ya family broke bread but my family's bread was soggy 

'Til my brother's broke bricks like Mr. Miyagi 

Now what the fuck... 

 

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[Verse 2] 

All of a sudden I feel the inner killer emergin' 

Never splurgin' bingin' money and never purgin' 

Urgin' women to fuck on the rug cause it's imported Persian 

Then bypass matters of the heart like a surgeon 

Now, it's hard to ball when there's problems within the inner circle 

One moment they cool as Stephan and flip it like Urkel 

Or flip it like keys, yeah they flip it like ki's 

From drug lord's overseas that export it with ease 

Bitch please we stack cheese so old it's mold 

I'm 'bout that money so excuse me if my heart is cold 

The magnum? deployed, then I destroy mattresses 

Late night love affairs with New York City actresses, I 

Broke in the game and destroyed the first couple stages 

Visionary takin' over regardless of our ages 

Makin' history today to solidify in the pages of tomorrow 

The industry is fucked, nothin' but sorrow but I'm 

Playin' for keeps in other words no need to borrow 

So you can keep your advances, wack hooks, and pop dances 

Don't get me wrong, I'm all about the mainstream 

As long as I sign the deal I want and have the same team 

And now they trippin' like a flight to Vegas 

Tellin' me that I'll never make it and this shit is outrageous 

Now what the fuck... 

 

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[Verse 3] 

Therefore you never mourn like a memory repressed 

MC's digest quicker than bullets shot from a gat with the barrel suppressed 

One to the dome, two to the chest 

If by chance they got a vest, however nevertheless 

I'm lookin' for that real deal, shit that make me feel 

Pleasure and pain, ain't no way to measure the game 

I got haters in 57 languages watch me vanquish this 

The come up, bust quicker than 357 caliber 

Sharp as Excalibur, crushin' muthafuckas like Galaga now 

Time is money, something you can never recoop (recuperate) 

So stop wastin' mine, hit rewind and then fuckin' regroup 

Never messed with them chicken heads, but watch me in the coup 

Never in public cause I'm a studio fiend 

Rockin' diamonds and gettin' money, we call that ice cream 

Now, allow me to give you the scoop, shit I'll make it a double 

I came up around more rocks than Barney Rubble 

Murderers and drug dealers, I knew it no rebuttal ain't no need to claim it 

Picked up the heat but never aimed it now 

Jay gave us The Blueprint, I lay the foundation 

Tell ya what I'm facin', bars like incarceration 

Cause my mind is always racin', ain't no time for vacations 

I'm never pacin', unless I'm on the phone talkin' business, get wit' this 

Best witness like Christmas, I'm fuckin' rappin' 

Walkin' the spot and all these haters go for the dap and I never carried them 

Kill 'em with kindness then bury 'em, yeah! 

I was born with talent, ya'll gave me the gift 

And now I pull more strings than guitar rifts 

Now what the fuck... 

Now that's all sinatra everything! 

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